In the quiet, I question My purpose, my mission Could something as beautiful as this belong to me Still and silent, I listen A touch, a creation A stirring from within an uncharted terrain.
Why bring this faltered creature here Unworthy, even in its own eyes A wasted heart of faith not given to the wise
No, He says Doubt not the plans I have for you The path you fumble on, I've paved with My hands Do not veer, do not fear For by faith, My love will hold you near
In times of change, I struggle A need to throw in the towel As sure as a child lost in Strangers Paradise No one else can, I concur To impact, to conquer If I'm not right with You, I'm not right at all
Hope, a weak flame on the last wick Blinded heroes in a vacuum A voice without a victory song to proclaim
Come home, He says Come on home
perfection at 4:18 AM
theJOURNEY.
theTUNES.
what sing you.
theMUSICIAN.
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